Monochromatic Outlook

OK, so one of the cool things about the met­ric sys­tem is how each sys­tem of mea­sure­ment relates to oth­er sys­tems of mea­sure­ment. I remem­ber from school that one cubic cen­time­ter describes a vol­ume equal to one mil­li­liter, which in turn weighs one gram. pret­ty cool. All the “stan­dard” sys­tem has is “a pin­t’s a pound the whole world round.” Yeah, whatever.

So here’s what I did. I stepped on the scale, which said that I weighed 80.2… Read the rest

Rode 19 miles today. Had a great time and only aver­aged 12 miles per hour. But I did a lot of climb­ing, which was great! I had a few moments where I won­dered if I was gonna make it, but actu­al­ly for the most part, the moun­tains in SF are pret­ty grad­ual from the West. And the first thing I did was went to Ocean Beach, so it was all going East from there.

The hard­est part was up Gold­en Gate … Read the rest

You made me do it. You insist­ed that I promise you that I’d read Break­fast at Tiffany’s, and so I did. I reserved it from the library and when I was in there the oth­er day they informed my that my book had arrived. This after­noon, I sat with a glass of water and a bowl of rice for a late lunch and com­menced to read.

Now I’m cry­ing, and I don’t even know why. I can’t stand it! I feel … Read the rest

So this morn­ing I spent my VERY LAST cash dol­lar to take the bus to the bank to cash a check a client wrote. Yeah, cut­ting things a bit too close this month. Any­way, I got to the bank and they told me that there were insuf­fi­cient funds in the account. Crap.… Read the rest

I rode my bike to pick up a check from a client this morn­ing. Went up Mis­sion to Cesar Chavez and then across to 3^rd street and up around the Embar­cadero to Fish­er­man’s Wharf, where my clien­t’s office is. Then I rode around Pacif­ic Heights and over to the Mari­na, and then out to the Bridge. I stopped and talked to a cou­ple of tourists along the way and gave them some direc­tions, then out to Sea­cliff. A tourist … Read the rest

I guess it’s yes­ter­day now, but I thought I’d check in.

I met with some­one about some damn com­put­er stuff today at 2pm, so I left a lit­tle bit ear­ly and took the long way around. I went out Mon­terey and then cut through some neigh­bor­hoods to go over to Por­to­la, then went up into the Twin Peaks neigh­bor­hood. I thought about going up Twin Peaks, but time was short and Mat­t’s reminder not to blow out my knees stuck … Read the rest

This is the sec­ond time I’ve burned my oat­meal by for­get­ting it was on the stove after being dis­tract­ed by women online. I pro­pose a new euphemism: «burn­ing my oat­meal» for all forms of neglect­ing one’s well-being or any oth­er duties because of fol­low­ing The Impe­ri­ous Urge. As in: «I’m sor­ry, what were you say­ing? I was total­ly burn­ing my oat­meal.» or «There was a board meet­ing today? Oh crap, I guess I real­ly burned the oat­meal this time.»… Read the rest

So today in an attempt to reclaim some of my cycling hon­or after hav­ing giv­en climbed only halfway to Geary Ave from Ocean beach the oth­er day, I rode from my apart­ment to the Mount David­son cross. On the map, that’s only about one and a third miles, but it’s a climb to 927 feet above sea lev­el from my place off of Mis­sion Street. I don’t know what the alti­tude is here, but I rode past Glen park BART … Read the rest

I’m about 50 feet above sea lev­el – if that – and I’ve had to stop and rest for the last 10 min­utes. What hap­pened to the days when I climbed moun­tains on my bike just to say I had?

Still, I can­not com­plain. I used to call in sick to work just to ride my bike in the moun­tains. Today is the first time I’ve rid­den in months. It’s a plea­sure I allow myself so rarely that the plea­sure has … Read the rest

Today some­one gave me a Sex and Love Addicts Anony­mous pam­phlet about sex­u­al anorexia.

Is it that obvious?

Makes me won­der what those kinds of 12-step folks do for an inter­ven­tion. Heh heh heh…… Read the rest